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I wanted him since the day I met him. Long haired, tattooed and tall as an Irish giant. He was more than just handsome, he was drop dead gorgeous. And the only one who ever truly cared. It didn’t matter to him that my father was a criminal and my mother a whore. He saw me, understood me.I could be anything I wanted, he said.Except his.Because I was too young and he was my Juvenile Liaison Officer.Diarmuid

It’s been years since I last saw her. No longer a girl, she has a body of a woman. When our eyes met again, I saw the only one who ever broke through my asshole mask. She never judged me. She saw me, accepted me.She could be anything she wanted.Except mine.Cause she’s only seventeen and I’m trying my hardest not to fall for her.If I give in, she will ruin me.*This is a slow-burn, angsty love story spanning across a seven-year time period with sexual situations and drug-use involving characters under the age of eighteen. Irish Kiss is a complete standalone novel with a Happily Ever After, but damn, it is going to hurt along the way.*

Diarmuid let out a sigh. “I don’t want to fight.”“Who’s fighting?” I said through gritted teeth.“Fine. See you next Friday.”Inside, I fought the growing swell of inevitability. Diarmuid and I could never be anything. The longer I tried, the harder I tried, the harder my heart would smash when he finally broke it again.I didn’t think my heart could take being shattered twice.“I can’t do this anymore,” I said, fighting back tears. “I can’t be around you when everything screams at me that we are meant to be something. And you…you with your fucking cool logic and detached emotion. You’re like a zombie. You don’t feel anything.”“I feel.” He grabbed my arm, causing my gaze to snap to his. “God dammit, Saoirse, I feel. Too much.”“Then why don’t you—”“Feeling something and choosing not to act on it for the greater good, that’s what being an adult is about. Being an adult is not about age, it’s about how you act.”“Are you’re saying I’m not an adult?”“No, I’m saying what we want and what we should do are two different things.”“That’s shit.”“That’s life.”I shoved his hand off me, all the old cracks in my heart reappearing. “Leave me alone. You hurt me too much, Diarmuid. You hurt too fucking much.”I shoved open his door and tumbled out onto the sidewalk. Running for the house, fumbling for my keys, I tried to get some distance from him. I heard him behind me, calling for me to stop.Why did he have to keep chasing me? Why couldn’t he just leave me alone?This time I couldn’t let him catch me. I would break if he did.I tumbled in through the front door.“Saoirse, stop.”I did not. He followed me into the house, his footsteps crashing across the old wooden floors. If I could just get to my room, it had a lock inside the door. He grabbed me right as I turned the corner into the short corridor before the stairs.His hands gripped me around my waist as he slammed me against the wall. His other hand gripped my chin, forcing me to look right into his tortured, burning eyes.“You think I don’t feel? Dear God, Saoirse,” he sounded furious, “the things I want to do to you… It kills me that I’m not allowed to touch you the way I want. It fucking tears me apart to hold myself back from stripping you naked and worshipping every single fucking inch of you with my tongue. It’s like I’ve become a savage inside. A beast.”I felt every single one of his words in every single one of my cells, ringing out like bells.His fingers on my chin became soft, tracing my cheek, his eyes growing tender. “This is what you do to me. No one else. No one. Ever.”I sucked in a breath and let out a moan. His words were like hands all over my body.“Please,” I breathed,” touch me.”

Sienna Blake is a storyteller & inkslnger, wordspinner of love stories with grit, and alter ego of a USA Today Bestselling Author.She loves all things that make her heart race — rollercoasters, thrillers and rowdy unrestrained sex. She likes to explore the darker side of human nature in her writing.If she told you who she really was, she’d have to kill you. Because of her passion for crime and forensics, she’d totally get away with your murder.Sign up for my newsletter and get Paper Dolls, a full-length romantic suspense as a thank you gift. You’ll also be the first to hear about new releases, sales and giveaways – www.subscribepage.com/SiennaBlake

2018 I decided to read more books that I usual wouldn’t read based on the cover and the blurb here it most certainly applied.

It’s hard to know what to write here because I have so many emotions some negative and some positive.

The author created a gripping love story with ups and downs. It made me smile and it made me angry of the injustice of the world that sometimes some have to try harder than others. That there is no love without sacrifice and this is a taboo love story in the making.

Saoirse fourteen was caught by the Garda wrong place, wrong time but that doesn’t help her situation she still has to have a juvenile liaison officer. But he isn’t like any other cop that she has ever meet. With trust and his attitude she can’t help but start a Hero worship he was the only one who was always there.

Diarmuid gets far more involved with his charge and one of his kids than he should and without realising it he crosses unseen boundaries.

Diarmuid had a girlfriend but through the age difference that wasn’t surprising. Although I constantly forgot that his girlfriend existed and he only stayed with her because he thought it was love.But with how they interacted with one another you felt that boundaries were being crossed even if he didn’t notice. There was a fine line that was crossed but enough time to turn back.
But with turning back just in time before something catastrophic happened he broke her heart. Three years later they still can’t forget each another.

It was hard to accept their relationship or the beginning of a relationship because he was twenty-five and she was fourteen what they had was tender but because that line wasn’t crossed it still made me feel uncomfortable it doesn’t matter that Saoirse was wise beyond her years and an old soul.

The first part of their story takes place in Dublin and when they meet again in Limerick. When they meet again she is 17 and he is 28.

Yet with the animosity that they had to one another although they were both hurting more than anything else the push and pull became tedious to the point where I had enough but I wanted to continue so I plodded along because I was hoping that there was going to be a turning point for these two.

All in all it wasn’t a hit but it wasn’t a miss either. It is up to you if you want to read it or not.

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